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In the evening, Xiao Ji and his party appeared on the official road more than ten miles outside Luoyang City. On both sides of the official road were fertile fields.

Although traveling in modest clothes, the safety of the emperor is by no means a trivial matter. In addition to Lian Yi and Zhang Chu accompanying him, the palace also specially selected a dozen guards with the most powerful martial arts to accompany him. Although they did not wear strong armor and hold sharp blades, they Ordinary people dare not take half a step closer to that sturdy figure like a bear or tiger.

So many strange people suddenly appeared on the official road at dusk. The people who were still working in the fields unconsciously stopped their work and looked sideways at these unknown people. Even the children couldn't help but stop fighting, crooked He looked at them with his head bent.

At this time, Xiao Ji secretly winked at Lian Yi who was beside him, and Lian Yi instantly understood, pulled a guard over and whispered something in a low voice, the guard nodded and went away, and went down to the field to ask a commoner about something.

Not long after, the guards went back and forth, instinctively wanting to salute Xiao Ji, but Xiao Ji's sharp eyes stopped him, so he could only cry and report in a low voice: "Report to the emperor...Master, my subordinates asked Arrived, His Royal Highness King Qi's field is not far ahead."

Xiao Ji nodded slightly, and then the group continued to move forward.

However, they hadn't walked a few steps before they smelled a stinky smell, which made everyone frowned and subconsciously covered their mouths and noses.

Xiao Ji frowned, but didn't say anything, just followed the trail of the smell and continued to move forward, and everyone could only endure the discomfort and continue to move forward.

It didn't take long before a large number of open fields appeared in front of them. They didn't need to send anyone to ask, they also knew that Qi Wang Xiaojie's field had arrived.

Although none of them had ever been a farmer for a day, every spring Xiao Ji had to wave a hoe in Huangzhuang symbolically to show that the emperor attached great importance to farming. Therefore, he could tell at a glance that the hundreds of acres of fertile land in front of him were neither wheat nor other grains, and presumably they were exotic flowers and plants from the West that the common people said.

Xiao Ji looked around, and found that three different crops were planted on these fields, and the growth was gratifying.

And Xiao Ji quickly noticed that a person not far away was directing a group of tenant farmers to turn over the straw with their backs turned to them. It seemed that the stench was coming from that direction.

For some reason, Xiao Ji always felt that the person's back was somewhat familiar.

The other party also seemed to have noticed the gaze shot from behind, turned his head and looked intently, his expression changed instantly, he gave the tenant farmers a few words, then trotted all the way to Xiao Ji, and was about to bow to him.

Xiao Ji hurriedly helped him up, and said in a low voice, "Jue'er, I am going on tour in a low-clothes, so don't say anything."

He also recognized that the person in front of him was actually his ninth son, Wu Wang Xiao Jue.

Lian Yi, Zhang Chu and the others were also shocked. They didn't expect to meet King Wu Xiao Jue here, and they didn't expect that the pampered princes would work together with the people in the fields, and they didn't know what his brother King Qi was. What ecstasy soup was poured into him.

Xiao Jue hurriedly took a step back, as if she was worried that something unclean on her body would get on Xiao Ji's clothes, and said with some panic, "Father, why did you come here?"

Xiao Ji looked at his son up and down, and saw that he was wearing a brown blouse, his hands, feet and clothes were covered with mud, and there was a strange smell coming from his body, and his exposed skin was also tanned a lot. He looked like a peasant boy, and he didn't look like a pampered prince at all.

"I should be asking you this question, why did you appear here?" Xiao Ji took a deep look at Xiao Jue, without any trace of joy or anger on his face, he just asked lightly.

Xiao Jue lowered his head unconsciously under Xiao Ji's gaze, but soon raised his head again, and said in a deep voice, "Reporting to Emperor Father, the other brothers are all scrambling to serve Daning and Emperor Father. Ri Zai had nothing to do in the mansion, so I asked Brother Seventh Emperor for an errand."

Xiao Ji frowned, seemed a little displeased, and said, "Ju'er gave you such a job. You are a dignified prince, and you are dignified to farm the fields."

"Father's words are wrong." Xiao Jue didn't know where the courage came from, but his eyes gradually became firmer, "Father also often said that agriculture is the foundation of the world. If there are no people to work hard, how can father and the officials of the world go?" There will be food to eat and clothes to wear, my father may think it is inappropriate to farm the fields, but my son-in-law thinks that it is a hundred times better for my son-in-law to work in the fields with the people now than to do nothing in the mansion."

Xiao Ji looked at his son in surprise, and felt that Xiao Jue in front of him suddenly became very strange, so unfamiliar that he, the emperor, seemed to be completely unknown to him.

In his impression, this son has always been obedient and obedient in front of him, and would only cry and beg him to release his mother from the cold palace, and dare not disobey him at all.

Lian Yi's complexion also changed slightly, apparently it was the first time he saw King Wu Xiao Jue dare to confront the emperor face to face, he couldn't help but secretly sweat for him.

However, Xiao Ji didn't get angry, and just said lightly: "You have been farming with these people for a while, and now I feel a little strange."

Xiao Jue didn't know what his father meant by his words, but he followed his words and replied honestly: "I don't mean to be disrespectful to my father, and I also go to the fields with the people these days to farm, eat and live together Only then did I know the hard work and poverty of the people of Daning, and my minister is also deeply ashamed of the extravagance and waste in the mansion."

"You don't have to think about it. I don't mean to be angry with you. As my prince, I am very pleased that you can care about the suffering of the people." Xiao Ji smiled rarely, and patted him on the shoulder to show comfort.

This made the other people who accompanied them a little ashamed, they thought that they might not be able to reach the level like Wu Wang Xiao Jue.

Xiao Jue only felt that his nose was a little sour. In his impression, his father was always strict with these princes, and this was the first time his father expressed his approval.

He looked at his father's hand on his shoulder, subconsciously took another step back, and said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Father, after a day's work, my son and minister will inevitably be dirty, so don't dirty your father."

Xiao Ji shook his head, patted Xiao Jue's shoulder hard again, and said with a smile, "You are not afraid of being dirty even as a prince. As your royal father, how can I think my son is dirty."

Xiao Ji's eyes were a little red, and he lowered his head and stopped talking, but felt that his throat was blocked instantly.

Xiao Ji looked around again and saw that many tenant farmers had stopped their work and were looking towards them. He couldn't help but smiled and asked: "By the way, I still want to ask you, it's getting dark, you guys What are you still turning over these straws for, and why does it have such a strange smell."

As soon as Xiao Jue asked about the farming, Xiao Jue regained his energy in an instant, and immediately raised his head and talked to Xiao Ji: "Father doesn't know something, this is the compost invented by brother Seven Emperors, don't look at their stinky smell, but once you sprinkle it on On the field, these crops can grow better, and the Seven Emperor Brothers had a good harvest of grain in Jiaozhou last year, and these fertilizers are indispensable."

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that, looking at the lush greenery around them, they seemed to feel that the smell was not so intoxicating for a while.

Xiao Ji smiled, but he remembered that Xiao Jie had deliberately published the production methods of these fertilizers in his own "Sili Times", and some people with malicious intentions gave him the bad name of "King of Shit and Urine". Ya nickname, at that time also caused the whole Luoyang and the court to be full of storms.

But he didn't expect that one day his other son would also have to deal with these feces.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help pushing aside the crowd, and walked to the fields. Sure enough, the crops in these fields grew much better than those in other places. It seemed that although these chemical fertilizers were dirty and smelly, they could indeed promote the growth of crops. After the palace, it can be promoted by the Ministry of Households and Sinong Temple in the whole country.

But he quickly thought of something, and asked calmly: "By the way, do you know what your Seventh Brother planted in his field?"

Xiao Jue worked in Xiao Jie's field every day, how could he not know what Xiao Jie was planting, but just as he was about to answer, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes on the official road.

Everyone couldn't help but follow the prestige, but they saw Qi Wang Xiao Jie galloping on a fast horse.